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Huatulco

On the Pacific Coast line of Mexico, this town in Oaxaca is a whole lot smaller than those of our previous stops. It features bays, beached and more beaches. Docking at 0800, the passengers were practically trampling each other to get off the ship since they obviously need more than the cruise so far with deck chairs full of people baking in the sun to attempt to further their sunburns.

I decided that getting off before 1000 was stupid. Standing in line is not my thing (unless it is in front of the Oakland Coliseum for an A’s game or at the airport to leave town). In those cases, it still is not my thing but a bit easier to bear.

Walking through town before finding a lovely little cafe on the outskirts where I am the only customer (Bossa Nova) it is lush, full of vendors near the ship and extremely humid. But I am sitting in a cool breeze and relaxing. I plan on doing the same as the other day. Thanking the young woman (I have maybe twelve words of Spanish not counting numbers and she has no English) and tipping generously for the kindest of sitting here for a couple of hours on only a cup of coffee.

The Second Draft of the Sphere Handbook was just posted Monday so I pulled that and will work my way through this revision. I am listening to audiobooks and cross stitching, making good progress on both. Just finished the latest Peter Grant (Ben Aaronovich) novella in audio which I downloaded even though I own the eVersion just because the narrator is so fabulous.

I am skipping the beaches…

Tomorrow is another port day with a day at sea to follow, then Costa Rica then another day at sea with the Canal for about 12 hours on the 16th. There is a fellow Army retiree (actually both of the couple) who have a lovely forward facing balcony which I have been invited to visit during the canal run so hopefully will have good pictures. Otherwise – fore and aft come to mind.

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash.
After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children so that I can drive them, all of whom I adore, totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 38 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either.
I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying.
Life is good!